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2024-10-29 19:42:56He stared at the old dying man on the king sized bed. The IV tubes that stuck out of his mouth and nose made him look like some kind of strange succubus. His skin that once used to be dark and glowing was now one step away from being completely pale.
Whatever herbs Salewa mixed to make this poison, it's a brilliant work of nature. Poisoning the old fool and making everyone else think that she was giving him harmless doses of 'agbo'.
Someone knocked on the door and he raised his head.
"Come in."
The door opened and a scrawny looking maid holding a tray of sliced watermelons walked in. She was Islamic and her hijab covered most parts of her face. A part of his heart warmed up a little. Despite being strictly catholic, his father was undiscriminating to other religions. The maid walked over to the other side of the bed and put the tray on top of the small wooden bedside table. She bowed to him and walked out of the roo
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